Zexion ran down the corridor red faced and irritated as hell.
/Fucking stupid Demyx making me feel... Like this.../
He could only imagine Demyx's smug look as he sat there at the table with his wine and his damn feet...
Growling to himself he stormed back to his room but as soon as he had dropped his coat to the floor and fallen face first into the midnight blue sheets, there was a knock on the door.
"Oh I wonder who that could be?"
He hissed to himself, he got off the bed and answering the door was ready to shout.
"Demy..."
But got put straight back in his place by finding a very different face staring back at him.
"Uh... Marluxia?"
The pink haired man pushed straight past Zexion and sat on the bed behind him.
"I think we need to have a little talk..."
Demyx now under the influence of alcohol and quite sure that Zexion was not 'just using the toilet' set off to find him.
"I'll sheee yoooou laterrrrz Luxo..."
Roxas looked at the inebriated musician and decided not to say anything he just shook his head and walked away from the table as if he needed to get space between himself and the drunken idiots.
/Thank God Axel's not here... He'd be fucked up at this stage./
The blonde musician now swaying made his way to the door of the dining room and up the stairs towards Zexion's room.
"I'ma gets my sexy Zexy wooooooooo!"
He tried to plan what he was going to say as he passed the huge windows, the moon was hidden behind clouds making the hallways darker.
"Ooooh stormy!"
Close to his door now he could hear murmurs coming from Zexion's room Demyx moved his ear to the door.
"Awww come on Zexion, you didn't say no to me before, why say no now?"
"Because I want to."
"We'll see..."
"Let go of my hands..."
"Nope."
"I-I... Ahhhhh..."
"And you don't want me to continue?"
"Get the f-fuck off me you bastard!"
"But Zexion you clearly want it..."
"Get your hands off me now or I'll break them."
The blonde teen listening outside had gone pale listening.
/What do I do? What do I do?/
"Come on Zexy... Just for old times sake..."
"No! LET ME GO!"
Without a further thought Demyx walked into the room shooting a fake surprised look towards the bed, Marluxia merely turned his head staring Demyx down and rolling his eyes loosened his grip on Zexion who had his jacket on the floor his trousers unzipped and his shirt unbuttoned.
Taking the chance of throwing Marluxia off Zexion bucked his hips making Marluxia lose his balance and fall to the floor.
Without wasting a second more Zexion grabbed his coat from the floor and ran out his bedroom door without looking at Demyx.
The blonde balled his hands into fists.
"What was that?"
Marluxia stood up.
"We were talking."
He threw back flatly.
Demyx pursed his lips together.
"You've never 'talked' to me like that."
The pink haired man grinned moving towards him.
"And if you did I'd kick your ass."
He stopped dead in his steps Demyx never talked to anyone like this.
"Stay away from Zexion."
Marluxia stepped in front of the door.
"Or what?"
"Don't make me hurt you."
"Yes Demyx because I really am so threatened by your 'big man' talk... I'm going off to find Zexion."
Demyx walked quickly to his room and grabbing his sitar in blind rage set back out after Marluxia.
/I just want to be left alone and I guess Marluxia solved my problem for me, I never need to find out if I can love, cause now Demyx will never love me.../
Breathless he fell to his knees under a tree panting only to see a tall silhouette emerging from among the trees he could hear the sound of Marluxia's voice.
"Oh come now Zexion, whats got you so frightened? You seemed to enjoy yourself last time."
He reached out to Zexion who cowered away from his hands but they never touched him.
"Enjoy this you pink haired freak!"
Just as Marluxia's head turned to see who had dared call him a 'pink haired freak' the side of it was met by a large blue sitar which not only knocked him clean out but sent him several feet across the grass in a heap.
The grey blue haired man looked up at Demyx who was panting and glaring down at Marluxia's unconscious form.
"Bastard."
He looked around to Zexion who was now on his feet.
"Are you ok..."
His question was silenced by Zexion's lips on his own and all at once he was elated and nervous and surprised, but also blank.
This moment was something he had been waiting for since the incident in Zexion's room and now it was happening.
But as soon as it had started...
It was over again and Zexion was already walking back towards the mansion.
The blonde musician now found himself with his sitar abandoned in the grass and Marluxia's unconscious but stirring form not far from it.
/Fuck./
Quickly he grabbed his sitar and made his way across the damp grass up towards the lights of the mansion.
/Who knows what happened last time? I can't force anything. If he wants anything to do with me, he'll come find me./
With this thought and a small grin on his face after what he had just experienced he made his way to his room.
/It's been a good day Demyx a good good day!/
Zexion watched him walk up the opposite hallway with interest.
/He's clearly insane and yet I'm intrigued.../
He looked up the hallway to his own room it was dark and unwelcoming, but suddenly his feet were moving on their own towards Demyx's room, even though he had no idea which one was his.
He began to run to catch up and caught up in time to see a door close.
/I wonder if that is Demyx's room...?/
Slowly he approached the door listening hard for any give away signs he heard someone yawning loudly and a small thud on the wooden floor.
He could hear someone walking up the stairs nearby.
/Could that be?/
Gulping he raised his hand and knocked three times.
The footsteps were drawing closer and looking up and down the hallway he started trying to hide in the shadows of the doorway.
Shortly before the footsteps reached him the door opened and he fell to his hands and knees in front of Demyx who looked somewhat confused with a toothbrush in his mouth.
Zexion closed the door quickly before the footsteps passed.
"Um hi?"
"Hey..."
"Are you... Alright?"
The grey blue haired teen raised a hand to shove the hair back out of his eyes.
"Um... Well..."
Demyx raised an eyebrow.
Zexion sighed out a whisper.
"I-I'm a bit scared..."
The blonde teen nodded and motioned for Zexion to sit on the bed he moved to the bathroom and washing the last of the toothpaste out of his mouth re emerged and went to his wardrobe.
Zexion sat watching in confusion as Demyx pulled something out of the wardrobe.
He unfolded it on the floor and went back to the wardrobe and got some blankets.
Once he was finished setting it up he nodded to Zexion.
"Now, goodnight Zexion."
To his surprise Demyx lay down upon the futon and pulled the blankets over himself.
"What? No I can't!"
But Demyx was already snoring...
Zexion felt colour rise in his cheeks as he leaned down and kissing Demyx softly on the cheek whispered.
"Goodnight and thanks..."
The blonde rolled over on his side and grinned from ear to ear as Zexion climbed into his bed.
/Maybe he was right about this 'love' thing after all... He must feel it, I mean who else would take out Marluxia for me? Apart from Luxord of course.../
Settling down into Demyx's bed now he smiled to himself.
"You know I know you're awake and that I think you're insane right?"
Demyx's eyes shot open.
"I do now..."
"No sleeping person smiles that much."
The blonde turned around and saw Zexion smiling, although it was small, it was there and definitely a smile.
Seeing this made Demyx freeze and then grin back.
"Goodnight Zexion."
"Night Demyx."